"Stand up, routine check!"

Qinghe County, Ximen.

A number of warriors dressed in the costumes of the Lingzong disciples, staring at each passing pedestrian, looked badly for the carriage and the oxcart with the hood, and had to look up and let the silver be useless. There was a chicken flying dog.

The oxcart slowly approached, Zhou Wenwu looked at this scene, but his body gradually became tense.

This kind of rigorous search, he asked himself can not hide, it must be a big hit.

Fortunately, under the trepidation, I found that Song Zhong was not here, which made him very relieved.

Under the high pressure of the sect of the Lingzong, the people who entered the city naturally did not dare to defy. Many of the son-in-law were taken out of the carriage, and they were all blushing, covering their faces with fan sleeves.

Even though the speed is very slow, the long team is slowly moving forward, and soon it is the turn of Fang Yuan.

"Is your wife or daughter inside the cow car? Call it out and let your father!"

A triangle-eyed disciple smiled, and the color of lasciviousness came out in his eyes. He slammed the front and picked up the curtain.

"Ha ha……"

When Fang Yuanyi heard it, some of them couldn’t help but look at the inside of the carriage.

"Why are you laughing?"

The triangular eye hand that feels degraded has been pressed on the handle.

"You are a man in the Song Dynasty? I laughed at you and you still don't know what you are, what a idiot?"

Fang Yuan shook his head, his right hand and five fingers opened, and he grabbed it with lightning speed.

Hey! Oops!

In the crisp sound, the triangle eye slammed his arm and fell to the ground with pain in his face.

"Eagle Claw?"

Next to a few Lingzong disciples, they looked at each other and, under the leadership of a green robe youth, rushed over and said: "Let's go together!"

Fluffy!

Fang Yuan took a deep breath, and the skin had a black and black color. He did not sneak at all.

After deliberately avoiding the sword, other fists and blunt attacks fell on him, and it was not painful at all, just like tickling.

Instead, he grabbed his two claws, and every time there must be a disciple who fell down.

In this case, suddenly the city gate was in a big chaos, and some officers and men and more returning spiritual disciples ran over.

"Zhou Wenwu, look at you!"

Fang Yuan sipped a cold drink and turned a few turns. He suddenly disappeared into the city gate and disappeared.

"I am the son of Zhou Tong, the deacon of Ling Zong!"

Zhou Wenwu stood up and held a high iron order: "There are Zongmen tokens as evidence, especially to report to the elder Song Zhong, killing my family of 73 young and old! I also hope that Zongmen will be the master of me!"

In his last few sentences, he was almost vocal, full of audible, and the disciples in the Song who fell to the ground listened, and it was even more earthy.

Even if the strength of the Song Dynasty is strong, it is impossible to cover the sky in Qinghe County. Now, being shouted out by the bitter Lord will inevitably alarm the Zongmen.

"Sure enough, Zhou Xianyu!"

Soon, a team of Lingzong disciples gathered around a white-haired old man, looking at Zhou Wenwu, and quickly comforted: "Yin Yin assured, I will not let the spirit of the scum of the killing hand and foot!"

He glanced at the Song Zhong disciple on the ground and waved his hand: "Catch it!"

On time, many disciples came forward and took out the thick ropes woven from buffalo leather and tied them thickly.

"Uncle Xue, I hope you will preside over justice for me!"

Zhou Wenwu performed completely in his true color, and his eyes shed tears.

In fact, in his heart, a burst of coldness emerged and penetrated into the marrow.

Ark of the Aoba Castle will really not know? The elders of this department have left the disciples of the Songzhong people to be arrogant and arrogant. They have to wait for their appearance before they appear. This is the intention to make things big, so as to put pressure on the sovereign.

The lord of the lord is sitting on the Diaoyutai platform and pushing the waves.

The whole return to Ling Zong, it is like a giant beast that opens his mouth and swallows him slowly!

"Right, what about the loyalty of the sage?"

Elder Xue took the pulse of Zhou Wenwu, and his face appeared a strange color, and asked.

"Fang brother? Maybe he left himself..."

Zhou Wenwu knew that Fang Yuan was unwilling to drown the water. At this time, he said: "Where is the sovereign? I want to see the sovereign immediately!"

"This is natural, but before that, see the cold elders who saw our pulse! His old man has been waiting for you for a long time!"

Master Xue grabbed Zhou Wenwu's arm and was full of strength. Even when he was harmless, it was difficult to escape.

"Ok!"

Zhou Wenwu smiled and responded.

......

Among the crowd, Fang Yuan, who was silently watching this scene, glimpsed in the air, and quickly dispersed with the flow of people.

"Sure enough... At this time, the internal spirit of the sect, the internal competition has reached the stage of white-hot, even though Zhou Wenwu entered the game at this time, it is also used as a chess piece by both parties, not yourself!"

He naturally does not want to fall to this end, so create confusion, attract attention, and then quickly go away.

Even Zhou Wenwu is an involuntary treatment. What do you think of him as an outsider?

"But this time there was a mistake in the Song Dynasty, it was extremely difficult to pass, and if it was executed directly, it really saved me a lot of things..."

In a dark corner, Fang Yuan slightly changed his face, and immediately swayed on the streets of the county.

The riots in the former city gate continued and soon, there was not much awareness in the city, and it was still a bustling scene.

Compared with Aoba Castle, there are more than three or three warriors here. Even the women have sick people, so Fang Yuan could not help but pay more attention to his eyes.

Of course, there is no such thing as a door in the world. If you are a martial artist, there are many strong people in the world.

For example, the Wu Zong who belongs to the Lingzong seems to be the body of a woman, and is well known in Qinghe County.

"This time I came to the county town, mainly to send Zhou Wenwu this bomb, and secondly to collect more spiritual species, and better to obtain information about the spiritual land..."

Fang Yuan is hard to come to a distant door. Now it’s hard to get inside the county town. Naturally, I don’t want to leave.

Also, you need to explore the situation and know that Song Zhong is the last to end.

"It’s hard to find the kind of spirituality, the secret of the spiritual land, not because the general store can have it, but when I look for the past, I always have a little gain..."

He looked around and saw a huge attic standing in the center of the street. The pedestrians were bustling, and obviously the business was very good.

"Four Sea Court?"

Fang Yuan chanted two sentences and went straight to the entrance.

"This man, what are you telling?"

As soon as he entered the door, a second child was full of faces and smiled. He did not feel guilty because Fang Yuan was dressed in ordinary clothes.

"I am from a foreign country. What are you selling here?"

Fang Yuan looked around and the cicada was slightly curious.

"Yeah, you are really like a torch, we are the largest store in Qinghe County, from the sundries department store, to the secret weapons, and even the intelligence martial arts. We sell everything and do everything!"

Xiao Er replied proudly.

"Oh?!"

Fang Yuan’s eyebrows know that if this little child does not lie, this Sihaige eight achievements have an official background, or simply belong to Lingzong’s vest.

Otherwise, dare to say such a big word in this city, the true angelica Lingzong will spare?

“What do you really sell?”

"Jesus said, there are so many wonderful things in the world. If you really say a few legendary things, then this pavilion really doesn't, but in the entire Qinghe County, if there isn't even us here, you don't have to go to other The place is found!"

Xiao Er smiled slightly, and the end was sharp.

"Also..."

Fang Yuan listened, but in my heart, I couldn’t help but raise a glimmer of hope: "I want the spirit, I wonder if you have it here?"

"Ling kind?"

Xiao Er is a bit chilly: "This thing is not cheap!"

"Ok?"

Fang Yuan has some surprises: "Is there really?"

Within this county, it seems that there is a small spiritual land that specializes in planting various spiritual objects. If it is circulated, it is not an incredible thing.

After all, the last time the forester could get him a bottle of red jade rice, this Sihai Pavilion should not let him down.

"Do you really want to buy a spiritual species?"

Xiao Er’s face is a bit hesitant.

"Do not worry, can you afford to pay for it?"

When Fang Yuan saw his appearance, he smiled and took out a golden leaf: "Take me!"

This time, he took the gold and silver in the valley, which is to prevent accidental needs. After all, buying spiritual and spiritual materials is a big expense.

"okay!"

Xiao Er’s eyes are bright: “Please ask inside this man!”

Inside the Sihai Pavilion, there are many separate boxes. After crossing a curtain, the outside world is suddenly isolated.

"A word on the thirteenth living room!"

This second child brought Fang Yuan into a hall and immediately retired.

Not long after, the two clever smiles came forward, and asked Fang Yuan to sit down and set up a tea bowl.

"Is this treatment another level?"

Fang Yuan thought a little bitterly and dumbly, and immediately saw an old man like a member walk in and respectfully bowed to him: "The old money revived and became the treasurer of Sihaige. This guest wants to ask for a spiritual kind?"

"Exactly, what are you doing? The price is good!"

Fang Yuan waved his hand and looked particularly heroic.

In fact, he is also a bit embarrassed in his heart, do not know if his own body is enough.

"Lingong is not a rare thing. The cabinet has also sold a lot of it. But what can really be planted is very few, and even many famous artists have lost their lives. The younger brothers should be cautious!"

The old man seems to be kindly advised: "But all kinds of spirits are the clocks of heaven and earth. Only the spiritual land can be planted on a large scale, and the entire Qinghe County has only a small piece of Lingzong. What about other people... ”

He shook his head and his expression showed everything.

"But if you don't hesitate to pay for the blood, build up the ground, and have a little hope of survival, otherwise how come the wild stalks in the mountains?"

Nai Fangyuan was originally an expert in planting. He also cultivated spiritual species and had experience, so he did not hesitate to answer.